My name is Dame or Panda - either one works. I've been roleplaying on E for 4 years now and this is my newly improved MxF search thread. If you're interested in doing a FxF roleplay with me, please click this link.

Iím a 24 year old pansexual female and identify as such. Iíve been roleplaying for a good ten years now and writing is one of my biggest passions in life. In the near future I hope to publish an erotic fantasy novel and work for some of the biggest gaming companies in the world as a writer.

I hold two part-time jobs and dabble in a few hobbies here and there. If I'm ever gone, you'll know in my apologies & absences. Well, now - lets get to the good stuff!

Here I wanted to show you what you can expect from me as a roleplayer. I want you to be sure I'm the right choice for a game and if you'll have a good time creating something wonderful. I'll try to be as detailed as possible, but if you have any questions let me know.

Writing Length: I can write from a minimum of 4 paragraphs to a maximum of 7 or more. I try to put A LOT of effort into my writing and I expect the same in return.

Multiple Characters: Even if the roleplay has two main characters, I will ALWAYS add side characters for conflict and setting. If this bothers you, then donít bother messaging me.

Questions: If necessary, I will ask questions when we roleplay. I simply want to know where you want to go with the storyline and how you would like to see it progress.

Grammar/Spelling: Okay, so I have to admit that Iím not the best when it comes to either of the two. HOWEVER, Iím making an honest effort to make sure my writing doesnít come of elementary or silly. I use the thesaurus and dictionary quite often.Dedication: If youíre an awesome person and you REALLY want to roleplay with me and are confident in our story/characters, I will put ALLL of my everything into as well. I am dedicated to stories where I feel the other player is just as into it as I am.

Posting: You can expect me to post in the time frame of one to four days(if my muse wills it). Now that I have a job away from home and the snow has ceased, I will be spending a lot more time outside - HOWEVER!!! This does not mean I plan to abandon E or any of my RP partners.

Characters: I'm very much into making my characters feel as real as possible. I try not to play typical/stereotypical characters and I'm always open-minded when it comes to new ideas and suggestions. Please understand that I am a 24 year old black female and I feel most comfortable playing characters of color. For certain settings I'm open to playing men of any ethnic background. Just note that I will play black females for a majority of my roles and if this bothers you, please do not bother messaging me.

"Here" an older voice rang from the mouth of a woman who had just picked up necklace of black pearls. The pearls were gift handed down the royal line of women for generations, one after the next. The black pearls were a symbol of a girl becoming a woman and entering into marriage. The future of Kalista lied in the hands of a young woman and her decision to marry. Although - she didn't have much choice in the matter. For decades on end, Bellakan and Kalista had been at war for far too long. Their opposing ideals made it hard for the two kingdoms and royal families to get along for more than a few minutes. Eventually this led to the King's decision to bring them together under peaceful terms through marriage, forming a strong alliance in its wake. The young Zuri Alifi was none too happy about the arrangement and given her failed attempted engagements in the past, she knew it probably wouldn't last too long either.

"Mother, you know I don't want to do this." the young woman replied as her mother placed the pearls across her neck. Zuri was a sight to behold, though her personality would spoil such a beautiful girl. She stood a mere five feet four inches tall, the shortest of the family - but her crass attitude made up for her short stature. Her skin was as smooth as the finest chocolate, showing no sign of hard labor or blemishes. Zuri's black natural hair was loosely curled, but had been straightened to the middle of her back for the occasion. The Princess was slender, but was perfectly curvy in all the right spots. Her butt was round and full - but firm and soft to the touch that was complimented by her rounded hips. Her chest was perky, but medium sized giving the girl a figure that men would crave.

Zuri was a difficult child to raise, but she always managed to put on a show for the right people. She did not embarrass her family or make them look bad, but she had a knack for finding ways to run off her soon to be husbands. It wasn't in her agenda to run of the man she was going to meet, but she made no promises on how he would react to her. The King was worried, for years he tried his best to discipline his daughter letting her know of the consequences if she were to let this marriage go, Zuri did little to let any threats or warnings stop her from being who she was. It was no clear idea where she got the personality of a rebel from, but it worried the court. She was the only heir of age and the family was forced to go through yet another arrangement or they would be forced to wait thirteen years for their youngest child, Prince Elian, to come of age.

In Kalistian culture, women were ready for marriage at the tender age of fourteen - Zuri was now twenty and she was still without a husband or child. This was embarrassment enough to the family, making her father firmly force her into marriage with an enemy - but benefiting them at the same time.

"Your father needs this alliance, Zuri. You're one of the first women of our families to be so ....rebellious against marriage. You need to do this for us, for your honor, pride, and your people. We can not go through another war and we need to keep our nation strong." the mother advised, green eyes beaming back at her daughter. Zuri's mother was more understanding of the girl, she too were a little off put by arranged marriages - although Zuri's mother, Queen Talia, had been more submissive. "I know you don't love him now, but you learn to love him and you will bring our families together. I love you, but now you must go." she said before pulling back.

The young woman stared back, her bright brown eyes full of anger and sadness. She did not want to leave her home, her family, her people - but the exclusion of them being around would make it harder for her to persuade the marriage to stop. Zuri had the urge to run away, to get away as far as she could from her responsibilities, but there was no turning back.

She turned in anger, gracefully leaving her bedchamber and mother. Zuri was never one to cry in front of her family, but she could feel the tears welling her eyes. She couldn't believe that they would force her hand so hard, maybe she wasn't right for marriage - but it was the curse of being born into royalty. The girl walked at fast pace down the marble steps into the castle great hall. The walls were adorned in golds and marble. It was finely furnished in the best cloths and furniture her people offered.

She stopped at the front doors, staring back at the stares to see her mother watching her from a distance. "I love you - but I will be back." she said, unsure of how to react to her mother not stopping her from leaving. A man dressed in long robes escorted the Princess to the carriage in front courtyard, taking her hand to help her down another set of stairs.

The ride was long, drawn out, and depressing. Zuri stared out the carriage window, glancing around at a home she had to leave behind. The marketplace was booming as usual, trades from around the Islands came out of their way to find the finest jewels and cloths her home had to offer. She could hear music of playing through different buildings as the commoners cheered watching the carriage file through. Everyone knew of the news, that an alliance and marriage were going to make her home a better place. She wanted to feel happy for them, but felt animosity to their happiness when she was not herself.

The carriage came to a rushing halt, causing the horses to shift uncomfortably. Zuri had fallen asleep through the journey of her vast and beautiful home. She could smell the salty sea air in the distance, causing her to awaken quickly. It was finally going to happen, she was going to leave and there was no turning back. Just outside the carriage, she could hear the driver speaking - though she didn't know who exactly. The young woman was told earlier that she would meet with someone from Bellakan, but she did not know to whom it was.

The Princess was dressed in a beautiful cream colored dress that flowed beautifully with her curves. The dress was adorned in her families colors of gold and silver, setting off her wonderfully dark skin beautifully. Her hair was pulled back into a tight pony tailed and dressed with a gold head piece and black pearl that hung in the middle of her forehead. On her right arm she wore an armband that carried her family crest of a dragon. Dragons had been a symbol of Kalistian culture for a long time, though the people had not seen one for centuries. It was said in legend that a dragon would arise when the world was unfit to justify itself. Although the legend was frightening to most, it held hope for those that feared those they did not know and heeded help when necessary.

The door swung open and a scruffed older man offered his arm. Hesitantly, she placed her hand in his stepping out of the carriage with grace. The carriage had stopped at the docks courtyard, she only been there maybe four times in her life time. It was a place she avoided whenever delegates and other royalty showed up to be greeted by her family.

"My lady, Princess Zuri Alifi of Kalista - may I present to you Prince Valadrim of Bellakan." the man announced as he moved out the way to show the man he was speaking of. Zuri was unimpressed, the man was handsome, but he didn't seem very princely at all. Zuri scoffed, but held in any sarcastic remarks to curtsy elegantly. "My Prince, I did not know it was you who would arrive all this way." she said trying to be on her best behavior, her brown eyes watching him closely.

Mass Effect character

Title: Meet Your Partner

"Commander, do you need assistance to the Citadel Tower?" A woman answered over the intercom. Protocol of the Citadel, C-sec was always checking to make sure things were running smoothly. It didn't matter how many times Jade docked her ship, they always asked the same questions. "No, I can get there myself, Thanks." Jade turned off the intercom and walked to the ships door. "Dennis, keep this ship in check, I have go meet with the Council. I shouldn't be gone too long." Dennis was the ships pilot. He was very reliable and knew Jade for a long time. There weren't very many people that Jade could trust, but she always knew she could count on Dennis.

"For sure Commander, I have everything patched up and ready to launch when you get back. I'm sure everything will go smoothly." Dennis said grinning widely. Dennis was a very smart man, but very goofy as well. He didn't take things too seriously and was often times laid back.

Jade rolled her eyes and pressed the button to unlock the door. Jade was an attractive woman, sometimes intimidating, but attractive. She stood five feet and six inches tall. She was athletically built, however, very well well endowed in her chest and bottom. Her skin was a smooth coco-brown and she kept her hair neck length and jet black. Her eyes were a rich green, which she inherited from her mother.

"Don't do anything stupid." She said as she walked out of the ship door and into the Citadel.

The Citadel was bustling as usual. Everyone working or running errands. Most of the commanders lived on the Citadel, but Jade often found herself spending more time on the Asari homeworld, Thessia. Jade's first stop before heading to the Citadel tower was C-Sec office. She wanted Captain Bailey to know that she was there and any trouble that might happen, was most likely her fault. After pushing through crowds of people an arguing with a very stubborn turian about her right to pass up the line, she finally made it to Bailey's office. She knocked once before Bailey had a chance to answer and walked in. "Bailey, I'm heading over to the Citadel Tower, If anything happens.....its most likely my fault. I have very little patience for the council and would rather not hear rants from their Salarian councilor, so please, do not send any of your men up there." Jade said fast and too the point.

Jade was a woman that was easy to annoy, she always tried to do what was right, but found that her temper would always get the better of her. "Whatever Commander, Just don't be an asshole and do anything stupid." Bailey said in a very laid back manner. He gave her one look and looked back at his paper work. Jade, annoyed, left the room without another word.

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Citadel Tower

"Ah, Commander you've made it. I hope we didn't deter you from anything important." The Asari councilor pronounced. The Asari was the only one that Jade could swallow without hurting herself. It helped that the Asari, for the most part, were very attractive. Jade nodded and looked to the rest of the council, who didn't seem to want to greet her with such friendliness. "Well Commander, we have something we need you to take care of." The Turian proclaimed and fixed the papers in front of him. "There seems to be some sort of illegal trading happening within the Citadel." The turian started and cleared his throat. The Salarian councilor rudely butted in. "Commander, the readings from the C-Sec office show that the trading is happening between the Citadel and Omega, However, when we sent some of our specialized soldiers after it, they couldn't find anything. We are sure that the shadow broker is behind this." she said swiftly. Jade squinted her eyes and sighed in an irritated manner. She never liked talking to Salarians, they spoke too fast and were often so rude, that it made her want to punch them in the face. "Anyway.."the Turian said, rather annoyed by being cut off. He looked back down at the papers and then back at Jade. "The Shadow broker often makes moves so frequent, that it is hard for us to pin point his location." He stood up and walked toward her. "We know that you do well in situations like this and we believe that you could stop him, However, you need someone on your team that is aggressive and can also get the job done. This won't a safe mission and we want you to get out alive." The turian spoke, staring her directly in the eyes.

"Work with someone? You know me well Council, I DO NOT work well with people I'm unfamiliar with." Jade spoke harshly. "We know, but you must trust us. You'll be working with a spectre. But trust us, he is one of the best we have. And the first Drell spectre ever." The Asari explained in an assuring voice. "He will be here soon.""A SPECTRE?" Jade felt offended. She wasn't one to have anyone tell her what to do and it was even worse that spectre's could do whatever they wanted and get away with it. She felt heated and she didn't want to say no, it was almost her down point. She always helped the council, but working with a spectre was the last thing on her list.

Boss and his Intern short story

6:52 PM

Read the daunting clock on the computer screen in front of her. She knew all too well what time it was and being reminded wasn't helping her work faster. Scarlet had just gotten the job as intern at prestigious financial office in San Francisco, one out of twenty other qualified applicants. It was apparent, that even with her MBA in Finance and Business, she was still a diligent and hardworking young woman.

A heavy sigh of frustration left the pouted lipped woman, as she sank her forehead into her delicate hands. The woman was given the task of coming up with new financial plans for business partners, but she couldn't think straight that evening. It had been weeks since her last break and she was finally starting to feel a bit stir crazy.

'Scarlet, where the hell are you? We've been waiting forty minutes for you to show up.'

The loud buzz of her cell phone startled her back to reality. Biting her bottom lip, she began to apprehensively text back.

'Damnit, Alison - look, I won't make it out tonight, I want to get this financial plan done before I go home. We can set something up for tomorrow.'

Alison was a long time friend of the girls, but she was always known to flake on her whenever they made plans. It was true, Scarlet felt guilty - but she had always been the kind of person that put her career over; friends, family, and even herself.

The hazelnut hued woman turned the phone on silent, putting the face on top of the oak wood desk. Straightening up her positered, she resumed her precipitous typing on the stylish mac laptop.

Scarlet was no older than twenty-five years of age, only eight months out of grad school. Standing at only five feet, four inches there were times when she seemed much taller because of her ambitious and go-getting attitude. Curves were a gift given to her by her mother; a rounded, toned ass, fit and slender legs, paired with a small twenty-six inch waist and a rather large bust, giving her the perfect hourglass figure. Her eyes were almond shaped and illuminating a perfect hazel tone that gave great compliments to her skin. Scarlet's mouth was small, but full - light and fluffy, ready for a sweet and tender skin. Her nose was cute, as a button they would say.

All in all, she had face of a innocent young girl, but the body of a woman wise beyond her years. Though, she never paid much attention the cat-calling and men nearly falling at her feet. She did, however, find one man in particular to be hard not to look at for extended periods of time.

"Ms.Green, shouldn't you be out on the town - as all young women do Friday nights?"

A familiar deep voice echoed through the empty office room. The woman felt a lump in her throat when he spoke, but immediately placed her hands down and began to speak.

"I'm sorry, Mr.Chevalier, I had no idea you were still here."

Dimitri Chevalier, or Mr.Chevalier as he was referred to by all his employees, was quite a handsome man. He was a few years older than Scarlet, Thirty-two to be exact, and he was the heir to the financial company that was handed down to him by his late father.

He stood six foot three inches, muscular, but lean build and olive complected skin which he inherited from his French mother. His eyes were a piercing green color, which contrasted amply with his short wavy black hair.

The CEO was dressed in his suit button up shirt, navy blue tie and dark navy blue suit slacks. His suit jacket was neatly laying upon the black leather chair which sat across from her desk. The room was eerily quiet as he began to make his way towards the unknowingly woman.

"No need to apologize, I was here late due to a necessary phone conference. I do believe these papers aren't due until two weeks time, Ms.Green." he reminded her as he sat at the end of the oak desk, resting a gentle, but firm hand on her shoulder.

Scarlet was quick to tense, looking up with dazed eyes. Dimitri quickly retreated his hand, showing a bit concern for her reaction.

"I'm sorry, did I overstep my boundaries?"

Scarlet wanted to shake her head no, but instead kept her eyes locked onto his. She was tired, but he was there and her mind had ceased to function. When was the last time she even looked at another man, let alone let one trip her of words. Closing her eyes, she regretted her immediate disgust and wanted to make amends.

"No! Sorry, I've just been so set on getting this done, but I had other priorities today. I can come in tomorrow morning and make sure this is finished, who knows what other tasks we will have Monday and I don't want this to be late. I apologize, I'll just--"

Two fingers were placed upon her soft lips in an attempt to stop her. Shaking his head, smiling at the girl, he stood up slowly.

"Again, Ms. Green, there is absolutely no reason for you to rush, everything is fine. You are my intern, I have an assistant who takes care of all the out of hand paper work when you are over booked. If you are to keep this position, you will then have to worry about deadlines, but you are doing fine. A lot better than I expected to be honest with you."

Dimitri tried to reassure her, but Scarlet's anxiety had gotten the better of her. Quickly making a save to the finance sheet, she quickly shut down the computer, closing it quickly before putting it aside. Reaching to the floor, she grabbed hold of her designer purse and pushed her bum off the chair.

"I will try to refrain from coming in tomorrow, but know that I will be around if you need me."

Just as the young woman began to turn on her heels, she felt a forced grab at her wrist, pulling her around towards the only person in the room. It would be a lie to say that she was spooked, but his grip felt - uncomfortably - mitigating.

He looked at her with sultry eyes, biting his bottom lip before pulling her into a closer entwine. Using his left hand to keep her wrist down, his right was brought to the back of her head, finding the tie that bound together thick curly black hair that she had grown out for years.

There she stood, hair in its natural state before her boss. This wasn't planned, but she couldn't find the words to escape the fortunately unfortunate circumstance. His free hand continued to caress her face, skin soft to his touch - but his own skin was in harsher condition than hers. It was apparent how different the two were.

"Tell me, Ms.Green, when was the last time you let go?"

The question battered a deep chord with her. When was the last time she had let go? Was able to feel refreshed, pleased, and sexy? Scarlet could hardly remember. It wasn't something that she thought she needed.

"Mr.Chevalier, I really must go..."

His question went unanswered, which only caused him to prod more. Sweeping his fingertips into the tassels of her hair, he gripped at the crown, only tugging slightly.

A soft moan escaped her, goosebumps invaded her once unblemished skin. Her legs rubbed together uncomfortably, she was beginning to feel emotions she hadn't let herself feel in years. A smirk, hidden, drew across his perfectly chiseled face. Her weeps only caused his hunger to grow.

"I don't think that was the correct answer to my question, Ms.Green."

He tugged harder, using his hand to pull her wrist - bringing her closer to him. Scarlet clenched her fist, but was still unable to form words to answer him.

"Tonight, you will learn how to answer me when you are spoken to. Tonight, you will learn how to let go and tonight, I am Sir...Not Mr.Chevalier."

With those words, he used the hand that latched onto the back of her head, pulling her forward into a lustful kiss. Their lips entangled in moans, heavy breathing and flicking tongues. The young woman's cunt became increasingly wet with each stroke of his experienced tongue, making her weak in the knees and easy to succumb.

Olivia is a smart girl, with a very naive view of life. She often finds herself in the worst possible situations, but always seems to get herself out some way. She recently graduated law school with a master's degree, throwing herself out to employer after employer, but no one would hire her. She is left with only few options to pay her bills, a waitress or a secretary. Olivia finds herself at a very well known law firm, but would only be able to get in as a secretary for the CEO. It is her hope that she will be able to work her way to the top. Little does she know that she will soon throw herself into a world of violence, sex, and the time of life.

- Your character interview's Olivia and you can choose to keep MC a secretary or make her a personal assistant- YC somehow works for the mafia (he can be the head of the Mafia, the son of the Mafia leader, or in debt to them)- There will be room for consensual and nonconsensual encounters

Name: The Frigid Girl & The Bad Boy

Content: Bondage/Light NC

Scenario: Lilith is a 23 year old woman with a dead end job. She hardly has time for relationships; intimate and otherwise. She keeps herself busy with work five days a week and school full time. She ignores advances, relationships, and dates like the plague. Some call her frigid and unwilling to step outside of her comfort zone. Maybe they're right, maybe she needs to loosen up, but she never gives anyone the time of day. Until one night she is cornered by a man that won't let her go, that will try everything in his power to loosen the girl up. She lets him back to her apartment to entertain him, but is not prepared for what he has in store for her.

Scenario:Scarlet is fresh out of college with her degree in Business Accounting. She just landed a 4 figure internship at a prestigious Financial firm in the business district of San Francisco, CA. There isn't much to her life, other than working to the bone and never having time to herself. There is hardly much excitement in her life, as her career is the forefront of her mind everyday. She's exquisitely beautiful and insanely smart, but can come off as a little uptight and hard to tease. What Scarlet doesn't know is that her boss had things in store for her that she would've never thought possible.

September 1st, 2016 || Open and looking! - Will be on a short vacation at Dragon Con this weekend, replies will be slow.September 26th, 2016 || Updated links, current roleplays, and names. Actively Looking!